Category Archives: Ekerö 23

Queer fluff saved me

Back in March, we visited Munsö church, near the end of the island. Of course, it was closed up tight so we didn’t get to see inside. Which was a real shame because it’s a round church and I really … Continue reading

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Slow travel

When you’ve stayed somewhere for two months – used the public transport, shopped at the local shops, made a few micro relationships – you realise how much you’re going to miss the place. It was a bit different at Tyresö … Continue reading

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Battle of the prams

The rain was pretty heavy when the bus stopped at Hötorget to let on, what felt like, thousands of people. The bus already had a couple of strollers parked up by the middle door when another, double pram tried to squeeze … Continue reading

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Mum has a practical mind

I was sitting on a bench with the girls, waiting for Mirinda to return from the station with Lisa, Jack and Max when a man slightly older than me, asked me something in Swedish. I apologised profusely, saying I only … Continue reading

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Fixing the road

A month ago, when the little truck wooshed around the local streets, picking up the grit, I noticed a triangle of road which had been ignored. I noticed because of the driver’s skill at avoiding it. The reason it was … Continue reading

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Shitastrophe

I was sitting in the restaurant at the Vasa Museum today, when I noticed a couple sitting at the next table. They sounded French. They were there for lunch and, all through and after their meal, he didn’t take his … Continue reading

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Reflections on a train

Last night was extremely pleasant. As I looked out of my bedroom window towards Hamburg Hbf, I suddenly realised what a difference a comfortable hotel makes. When I originally started booking for my trip to Amsterdam, I followed a recommendation … Continue reading

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Unexpected Ajax

I was sitting in Ten, the restaurant attached to the Stedelijk Museum, when a small, black and white dog, came up to me, tail wagging, begging to be patted. Obviously, I gave in. She belonged to a woman sitting at … Continue reading

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Typical Amsterdam onions

I arrived outside the Rijksmuseum quite early this morning. I had a coffee and settled myself by the tulip pool as more and more people turned up. It was like the Tower of Babel with all the different languages. I … Continue reading

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Art as protest

As an old person with far too much experience, I feel it only right to pass on a few life lessons when the opportunity presents itself. And so one did, this afternoon when I returned to my hotel. It had … Continue reading

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